The wind is blowing and the frost is hissing,
We lie in the snow and I don't know what's wrong with you.
I see you sleeping between the pines,
I lie on it like a friend.
When do we meet?
There is no post office, no star on the page,
I am lying here and I am talking,
My Second Hungarian Army,
What is my name and weapon type?
What What is my weapon?
What is my weapon? my name and my weapon type?
What is my name and my weapon type?
What is my name and my weapon type?
The wind and the frost are hissing,
the post office won't bring you any more letters,< br/>I'll be on the throne and on the bed,
I'm going to lie down like a rd.
What's my weapon?
What's my weapon?

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